


Bubbles

by Temperans



Category: One Direction (Band)
Genre: Bath, Bubbles - Freeform, Fluff, M/M, Nouis, SO MUCH FLUFF, Smut
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2015-08-13
Updated: 2015-08-13
Packaged: 2018-04-14 11:41:27
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,928
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/4563282
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Temperans/pseuds/Temperans
Summary: <blockquote class="userstuff">
              <p>Niall and Louis have a night off to relax and use it to indulge themselves with a bubble bath and one another.</p>
            </blockquote>





	Bubbles

“Lou! Lou! You have to come see this! It’s incredible!” Niall’s voice echoes out from the other side of their shared hotel room. Louis snorts out a laugh at Niall’s enthusiasm and pauses the game he had been playing with Niall before the Irish lad had run off. He slides off the bed and heads in the direction of Niall’s voice, brow furrowing when he realizes that it was coming from the bathroom. 

“Ni…I swear if you’re calling me over here to show me something gross I’m going to hurt you,” Louis grumps and walks into the bathroom. He tilts his head in confusion, watching Niall jump around the bathtub like an excited bunny. “Love, you do realize that’s a bathtub. You know, something you wash yourself in? With water usually.” 

Niall skips over to Louis and jumps on him, poking him in the stomach for the comment. “No! Look how big it is! And it has bubble jets. We haven’t been in a hotel with a bathtub this nice in a while!” Louis grabs at Niall’s wrists, pinning them at his sides. The younger boy squirms out of Louis’ hold and steps closer, wrapping his arms around Louis’ waist. “I was jus’ thinking, we’ve been so busy lately with the tour and recording and stuff, thought it would be nice to just relax for a night. Then I saw the tub and thought it could definitely help with that?” Niall looks down, his cheeks growing red. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Louis was probably going to laugh and tell him to stop being such a sappy fool. “Never mind…was dumb,” he mumbles. 

Louis’ eyes soften as he looks down at Niall, it was clear the boy was embarrassed and he couldn’t have that now. They had been together for a few months now, having gotten together after a particularly good performance, high off adrenaline. They’d gotten into one of their many wrestling matches after Louis had dumped the entire contents of his water bottle onto Niall’s head. One thing had led to another and next thing they knew they were snogging on the floor of their dressing room. Everything had always been so effortless between them after that. Like it was a natural progression for them to go from friendship to this. Neither of them had really ever made an attempt at being overtly romantic with one another, never feeling the need to. Now though, it was clear that that’s what Niall was trying to do and be it far from Louis to discourage that. 

As adorable as Niall looked getting all flustered as he was, Louis figured he should probably put the poor lad out of his misery. “Hey,” he says softly, reaching up and grabbing Niall’s chin, lifting it up so they could make eye contact. “I think that’s a brilliant idea Nialler.” Niall’s eyes immediately light up and Louis can’t help but internally congratulate himself for putting that look on his face. Niall leans forwards and places an enthusiastic kiss onto Louis before pulling back and running over to the tub. Louis watches fondly as Niall messes around with the taps, yelling in triumph when he manages to figure out how to turn the water on. He sees the blond boy grab a random bottle out of the ones he just now sees line the wall closest to the tub, and dump what must be half the contents into the rising water. Louis raises an eyebrow and steps up behind Niall, looking over his shoulder. “Is the water pink? Why is the water pink?” 

Niall laughs loudly and points at where the pink water is starting to foam up, “Bubbles o’ course! Can’t have a bath without ‘em I think.”

Louis laughs and shakes his head, leaning forward against Niall, resting his head on his shoulder, “Whatever you say love,” he mumbles against the blond’s ear, nipping at it lightly causing the boy to shiver. Niall turns around and pulls Louis into another kiss, longer and deeper than the last one. They continue on like this for a few moments before Niall remembers the water and has to pull away regretfully. He turns around and shuts the water off, just in time too as the bubbles looked dangerously close to seeping over the sides of the bath. 

Niall smiles widely and quickly pulls his loose vest off whipping it at Louis’ head with a laugh before proceeding to do the same with his bottoms and pants. Louis yelps at the assault of clothing, managing to free himself from them in time to watch Niall sink into the tub and disappear under the bubbles. “Think you may have used too much of that stuff Nialler,” he calls out as he drops Niall’s clothes to the floor, his joining the growing pile a moment later. He laughs at the small ‘Never!’ that calls out from the bubbles. “Alright, but if I step on your dick when I’m getting in because I can’t see you, you better blame the bubbles and not me,” that earns him one of Niall’s loud laughs, one of the ones Louis likes hearing the most. He says it but Louis really hopes that doesn’t come to fruition. He has become rather fond of Niall’s dick after all and stepping on it is not something that would be conducive to his enjoyment of it. Louis steps up to the tub and squints down into the bubbles. Deeming it Niall free he cautiously steps into the tub, sinking down into the water with a pleased groan. “Mmm, this was a very good idea Niall.” 

The older boy looks over with amusement when he sees movement among the bubbles, Niall popping out from them a moment later with a wide grin. “Told ya,” he exclaims and moves forward, splashing some water at Louis’ bare chest. This of course causes yet another water fight between them, bubbles flying everywhere. After they’ve thoroughly flooded the bathroom floor Louis reaches forward and grabs Niall around the waist, pulling him onto his lap.  
“C’mere you wanker,” he mumbles affectionately, resting his hands on his lover’s lower back, fingers occasionally running light touches over the top of his bum. Niall smiles softly, nuzzling his nose against Louis cheek, placing small kisses over it and across his jaw. Louis relaxes further into the water, feeling more relaxed than he’s felt in a very long time. He reaches up with one hand, curling his fingers through Niall’s hair. Louis runs his nails lightly over Niall’s scalp, causing the blond boy to let out a pleased noise.  
“Feels good Lou,” he groans out against Louis’ cheek. Niall cuddles further into Louis, laying his head down onto his shoulder. Niall thinks he could probably fall asleep like this; Louis’ fingers running through his hair, quiet save for the sound of their combined breathing. That is until Louis makes a confused noise, pulling lightly at Niall’s hair.  
“Ni…Do I want to know why there is hot sauce in your hair?” Niall pulls back and smiles sheepishly, shoulders raising up in a small shrug. Louis raises an eyebrow at him, a small amused smirk on his lips.

“Harry and I may have gotten into a chicken fight at dinner earlier?” Louis rolls his eyes and shakes his head at that. He shouldn’t be surprised though. It wasn’t the first time Louis had found random food in his lover’s hair for the very same reason. 

“What is it with the two of you and food fights lately?” Niall shrugs again, giving him a small laugh. He knows he couldn’t really talk though, having a tendency to get into countless water fights with his bandmates. At least water didn’t leave his hair sticky and smelling like chicken though. Louis laughs and bites at Niall’s ear before reaching over and grabbing one of the many small shampoo bottles the hotel provides to them. “Well, now because of that you’re going to have to smell like,” he lifts up the bottle, and laughs, “a vanilla cupcake.” Niall laughs loudly and nods, giving Louis the go ahead. Louis lifts the bottle and pours half the contents onto Niall’s head before tossing it over his shoulder. He lathers the shampoo into Niall’s hair, laughing at how much it’s bubbling up. “You look like an old man with all these bubbles in your hair.”  
Niall snorts and reaches down to grab some bubbles from the water, placing them on Louis’ chin, shaping them into a mess of a beard. “Well now you’re old too. So it’s okay,” he smiles widely, “still gorgeous though.” Niall trails off staring into Louis’ eyes before leaning forward to place a deep kiss onto his lips, pulling back a moment later with a disgruntled expression. “Bubbles do not taste good,” he groans and rubs his hand over his tongue, trying to get the taste of soap out of his mouth.  
“I could’ve told you that Nialler,” Louis laughs, shakes his head and wipes the bubbles off of his chin. He finishes rubbing the shampoo throughout Niall’s hair and quickly washes it out before the bubbles are able to fall onto his face. “There, all squeaky clean,” he says quietly and pulls Niall closer to him into a tight hug, pressing his nose into Niall’s wet hair. “Mmm, smells good. I could just eat you up.” 

The blond’s eyelids lower, pupils blowing out, clearly pleased at Louis’ choice of words, “I wouldn’t be opposed to that babe.” He bites at Louis’ lower lip, pulling it into his mouth for a moment, “love when you do it.” Louis groans in pleasure, threading his fingers through the hair at the back of Niall’s head, pulling him down into a kiss. Niall hums happily, and runs his tongue over the older boy’s bottom lip, asking for entrance which he’s almost instantly granted. With that they’re kiss goes from a soft press of lips to full on snogging. The brunet runs his nails down Niall’s spine feeling the blond shiver against him and knows that this is definitely going somewhere. Not that he’s complaining, far from it. 

Louis pulls back a moment later, letting out a shaky breath and smiles up at Niall, “damn, we’re really good at that.”  
“Agreed, we should have been doing this a long time ago,” Niall replies, stretching his arms above his head, groaning happily when his spine pops. He flops down onto Louis’ chest, nuzzling his cheek against it, letting out small happy noises. Louis leans his head back and shuts his eyes, running his hand up and down Niall’s back, the other hand running through his hair. They lay like that for a while, just letting themselves enjoy the warmth of the water and each other’s presence. It’s easy for them to forget that they can have moments like this. Moments without fans screaming their ears off and blinding camera flashes. Louis can’t complain about it though. He loves his life and his career and wouldn’t trade it for anything but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want more moments like this with Niall.  
He opens his eyes and looks down at the wet blond head lying on his head, “Hey Ni?” Nialls hums in response, letting Louis know he’s listening. “Do you think we could um, do this more often? Make it a thing? I think it’s been one of your better ideas.” Niall laughs quietly at that last comment and lifts his head.  
“O course Lou Lou. I’d love to do this again. I’m down for anything that gets you all wet and naked,” Niall winks. Louis shakes his head and reaches under the water to pinch Niall’s butt, causing him to yelp and shift his hips forward into Louis’. Niall gasps out a breath at the friction, wrapping his arms around Louis’ shoulders as he repeats the move, grinding his hips further into Louis’.

Louis’ head drops back, eyes fluttering closed at the rush of heat that flashes through him, “m-maybe we should, uh,” he swallows and grips Niall’s hips to still him. It was hard to concentrate when there was a beautiful blond boy grinding on you. “We should go to the bed. More room, less slippery surfaces. And I think I’m getting pruney fingers,” he laughs breathlessly. Niall nods and slowly lifts himself off of Louis and onto shaky knees, careful not to strain his bad one and steps out of the tub, holding his hand out for Louis. “Thanks love,” he takes Niall’s hand allowing him to help him out of the tub walking over to grab them some towels while Niall drains the water.  
Louis turns around in time to see what looks like Niall waving goodbye to the bubbles. He shakes his head and walks up behind his lover, wrapping him in a big, fluffy, white towel. He runs it lightly over Niall’s skin, smiling at the pink flush it’s taken. He turns the boy around and proceeds to dry his hair causing it to fluff up and make Niall look impossibly more adorable. “You’re so cute,” he mumbles and wraps the towel around his lover, hugging him close. Niall smiles and reaches behind Louis, grabbing the other towel that had been placed on the sink and attempts to dry off Louis as best he can without dislodging the other boy.  
“Well, you’re adorable,” he replies and drops the towel to the floor. He squeezes Louis’ bottom and backs away, running off back to the bedroom. Louis shakes his head and looks around the bathroom, smirking at the fact that they’ve made quite the mess. He shrugs and chases after his boyfriend, finding him lying on his stomach on their bed, finishing the game they were playing earlier.

“You cheater! You can’t finish the game without me!” he yells and jumps on the bed. He grabs Niall and flips him over sitting down on his waist and pinning him. “Now you’re gonna get it love,” he exclaims and flutters his fingers over Niall’s sides.  
Niall yelps and begins to squirm under his lover, “Lou! That tickles,” he gasps out between laughs. Louis continues his attack on his lover, laughing in triumph when Niall unsuccessfully attempts to escape. “O-okay! You win you win!” Niall squeals and whacks at Louis’ arms. The brunet laughs and rolls off of Niall, spreading out on the bed, trying to control his laughter. He knows they’re probably going to get an earful from Liam tomorrow for how loud they’re being but as he turns and looks at Niall, hair messy and cheeks flushed pink he can’t bring himself to care. Niall wraps his arm around Louis’ waist and pulls the smaller boy to him, “naughty Lou Lou.”  
“You love it,” Louis replies and threads his fingers through Niall’s hair, pulling his head up and kissing him softly. The kiss quickly deepens, Louis tongue running smoothly over Niall’s, causing both of them to groan happily. Louis shifts himself to lie on top of the younger boy, Niall’s legs spreading wider to accommodate him. Louis runs his tongue over the roof of Niall’s mouth, causing him to shiver in response and squeeze his knees into Louis’ hips. “Mm, want you,” Louis mumbles against Niall’s mouth, moving down to bite at his neck lightly.

“Y-es,” Niall hiccups and moves his head to the side, allowing Louis more access to his neck. He drags his teeth over Niall’s neck, reveling in the shivers he can see running through Niall’s body. The blond was always so sensitive to Louis’ touch and it was something that’s never going to get old. He was determined to make Niall always remember that it was Louis who makes him feel like this. No one else could make him feel like this.  
Louis trails his mouth down Niall’s body, running his tongue over his sharp collar bones and over his right nipple. Niall’s jumps slightly when he feels Louis’ teeth catch on the sensitive flesh, goosebumps rising up all over his flushed chest. Louis brings his hand up to Niall’s other nipple, rubbing it between his fingers, reminiscent of what he does to the poor boy on stage. Only this time it’s far more intimate than anything he would let anyone else see. This is for them and them alone. He’s not going to share this part of Niall with anyone else. Louis sits up and stares down up his lover, taking in his disheveled appearance. Hair sticking all over, skin flushed pink, chest moving rapidly in quick pants. Louis had never seen something more amazing. “You’re beautiful Ni,” he whispers, smiling down at him. Niall stares back with wide blue eyes which spark with emotion at Louis’ statement. The older boy reaches down and cups his hand on Niall’s cheek, thumb stroking over his cheekbone. “I’m gonna take care of you,” he states and leans back down to kiss him softly before moving down in between his legs. 

Niall watches Louis move down his body, small little gasps escaping him which turn into a small yelp when he feels his mouth sucking marks into his inner thigh, moving closer and closer to where he really wants it. Of course though Louis moves away and up to bite at his hipbone instead. “Louis, please,” he whines and reaches down to grab at one of Louis’ hands, lacing their fingers together. Louis kisses at Niall’s hip before moving back down, finally relenting and running his tongue over the tip of Niall’s dick, causing the blond boy to jerk his hips forwards. 

Louis laughs quietly at the movement, “so eager,” he huffs, breath and lips running across ridged flesh. He squeezes Niall’s hand before releasing it and placing it on the blond’s hip in order to hold him down. Louis takes him into his mouth, free hand wrapping around the flesh that he couldn’t reach. As Louis begins a harsh rhythm of sucking Niall’s dick down as deep as his body will allow Niall can’t keep himself quiet. It’s a good thing Louis is holding him down because last thing Niall wanted was to choke his boyfriend because he couldn’t control his hips. Totally not sexy. 

Louis pulls back up, tongue licking over the tip. He lets out a small hum at the taste of the precome leaking out of Niall. He moves his hand off of Niall’s hip and leans on his elbow, head resting on his hand as he smirks up at Niall, other hand moving slowly over the blond’s cock. “Alright love?”  
Niall tries to glare but the effect is ruined by a loud hitch of breath that escapes him when Louis moves his hand in such a way that sends sparks shooting down his spine. “L-Lou! Please I…I,” he gasps out, unable to concentrate or finish his sentence.  
“What do you need?” Louis asks, feigning innocence. He can tell that the blond is close, having been worked up since the middle of their bath. He moves up Niall’s body, hand moving even slower over Niall’s dick, much to his protest. 

“Need you, need you in me,” he whines quietly, spreading his legs wider, and bucking his hips up into Louis’ hand.  
“M’sorry? What was that?” Louis whispers into Niall’s ear, moving his hand off of him as he lies down on him so their hips are aligned, thrusting their erections together.  
Niall lets out a loud moan at the friction, knees squeezing tighter around Louis’ hips. “Please Louis! Need you! Fuck! Fuck me, please!” Louis smirks at that, thrusting his hips against Niall’s once more.

“As you wish,” he leans down and kisses him softly, brushing Niall’s sweaty fringe off of his forehead and moves off of him.  
Niall whines and tries unsuccessfully to grab Louis and pull him back, “W-what, where are you going?” All he gets is a quiet laugh in response as Louis moves over and digs around in one of Niall’s bags. The blond pouts slightly but is quickly distracted by Louis’ bum while the boy is bent over Niall’s suitcase. “You have the most amazing arse. Did you know that?” 

Louis turns around and straightens up, raising an eyebrow at the blond, “so you’ve said.” He smiles and moves back over to the bed, placing himself back on top of the other boy. He dangles a bottle of lube in front of him with a wide smile, “figured we’d need this hm?” Niall nods and wraps his arms around Louis, pulling him closer, snuggling into him. Louis laughs a bit and places small kisses over the other boy’s cheek, “cuddling is for after, love.” Niall smiles and laughs loudly, reaching over and grabbing the bottle out of Louis’ hand. 

He grabs one of Louis’ hands and pours a generous amount of the lube onto the brunet’s fingers, “get on with it then.” Louis raises an eyebrow and mumbles something that sounds an awful lot like ‘bossy’ causing the blond to pinch Louis’ bum in retaliation. Louis yelps and laughs, pushing Niall’s legs apart and placing his fingers at his entrance. He preps his lover carefully, making sure to brush over his prostate every few moments until Niall is keening his name. He pulls Louis down into a kiss, biting at his full bottom lip and sucking his tongue into his mouth. Louis moans loudly into the kiss, curling his fingers into Niall one last time before pulling them out and resting his body completely on top of the other. 

“Ready love?” He questions, stroking his hands up and down Niall’s thighs. Niall nods and buries his hands into Louis’ messy hair, staring up into his eyes. He leans down and places a small kiss onto Niall’s nose before taking hold of his erection and guiding it slowly into Niall. “Fuck, always so tight. Always feels like the first time,” he groans. Louis seats himself in the blond before stilling and lying down to press small kisses over his face. “So beautiful, lovely, perfect,” he mumbles between kisses, causing Niall to flush further.  
Niall can feel his eyes watering up at Louis’ words and quickly rubs at them stubbornly. He wasn’t going to be one of those people that cried during sex…but Louis’ words, they were something else. The brunet looks down at him with concern, cupping his cheek and kissing him softly. “I-I’m okay Lou, promise. Just, very happy,” he attempts to swallow down the lump in his throat and gives Louis a small reassuring smile, eyes shining with unshed tears. “You can move now.”

Louis wraps his arms tightly around the other boy as his hips begin to move in and out of Niall at a steady pace. He holds him as close as possible, wanting nothing more than to make him feel secure and…loved. This boy was one of the most amazing people Louis had ever met. He just wanted to give him the world. Show him just how loved he was. He wanted to hold him like this forever. He begins to thrust in harder, feeling Niall’s legs wrap drape over his hips, heels digging into Louis’ bottom, urging him on.  
“M-more! Louis, holy fuck. You’re amazing, feels so good,” Niall babbles nonsensically, too far gone to make much sense beyond giving Louis constant praise. Louis shows his appreciation for the compliments by thrusting harder into his lover, hands digging into his hips. There would definitely be deep bruises in the shape of Louis’ fingers on Niall’s pale skin by the morning. That thought alone was enough to send heat rushing through the older boy, enough to signal that he was close to coming.  
He reaches down and wraps his fingers around Niall’s rigid cock, beginning to stroke at it rapidly to match the thrusts of his hips. The younger boy yells loudly at the combined sensation, fingers pulling roughly at Louis’ hair. “Gonna cum for me Nialler?” He whispers into Niall’s ear before running his tongue over it and sucking at the lobe of it. Louis angles his hips, beginning an onslaught on Niall’s prostate as the head of his cock pounds against it. “Cum Niall, show me how much you love my cock. God, you’re so fucking tight,” Louis gasps out and moves his hand quicker over Niall’s erection. 

Niall feels like he’s going to pass out from the pleasure and with the combined sensations of Louis’ hand, cock moving in him, and words being spoken to him, he feels himself begin to cum. His hips begin to buck rapidly, loud yelps of Louis’ name escaping him and legs clenching tightly around Louis’ waist as he feels himself cum all over Louis’ hand and over their stomachs. Louis pauses, watching Niall with hooded eyes. “So beautiful,” he gasps and lifts his hand, staring at the mess Niall’s made of it. The blond blinks up at him sleepily, watching his lover curiously. Louis smirks and winks before lifting his hand to his mouth and licking Niall’s cum off of it.  
“F-fuck Louis,” he squeaks out and groans when one last spurt of cum escapes him. 

The brunet’s eyes widen as he stares down at Niall’s softening cock. “Well, that was certainly impressive.”  
Niall blushes and shifts his gaze away momentarily. He moves slightly and is reminded that there is still a very hard dick inside him and his focus is immediately brought back to Louis. “C’mon Lou,” he mumbles and pushes at his chest until Louis is lying down on his back and Niall is seated on top. “Wanna feel you cum in me.” With that he begins to bounce himself on Louis’ cock, watching his eyes flutter shut from pleasure, head thrown back in a loud moan. Niall begins a rapid pace, squeezing his muscles around the length inside him. It didn’t take long as Louis had been on the precipice ever since Niall came and soon he feels a warm rush of cum burst inside him and nails dig harshly into his hips. Niall carefully pulls himself off of Louis, moaning quietly as he feels Louis’ cum run down the inside of his thighs. He flops down onto the bed and stares up at the ceiling, and tries to catch his breath. “S’pose we shoulda had the bath after hm?” 

Louis laughs loudly, throwing his arm over his eyes and patting Niall on the stomach with his other hand. “Prolly,” he slurs and rolls over onto his side to face Niall. The younger boy turns his head and smiles affectionately at his boyfriend, reaching out to play with the hairs curling around Louis’ ear. He looks up into Niall’s eyes, staring at him with awe, “I love you.” 

Niall’s eyes widen at Louis’ words, a small undistinguishable noise escaping him. “Y-you’ve never…we’ve never…holy fuck. I love you too.” He gasps out and launches himself at the older boy, kissing all over his face. “I love you so much, Lou, fuck,” he laughs loudly attaching himself to Louis’ side. 

He smiles softly and strokes his hand through blond locks, kissing the top of his head. They lie there for a little while before Louis begins to feel the evidence from before begin to dry uncomfortably on their skin. “Be right back love,” he mumbles and removes himself from Niall’s grasp, a quiet protest coming from the blond boy. Louis moves off to the bathroom, coming back a moment later with a wet flannel and crawls over Niall, gently cleaning the dried cum off of his stomach and from between his thighs. He throws the soiled fabric off to the side before shuffling under the covers, pulling Niall with him. The sleepy boy immediately curls himself around Louis, head resting on his chest.  
“Your phone was going off like crazy,” Niall mumbles quietly, nuzzling his head into Louis’ chest, snuffling sleepily. Louis blinks tiredly and reaches over to the bedside table to grab his phone, letting out a loud laugh when he sees the text notifications. They’re mostly a series of texts from Liam that increase in annoyance as they become more recent, all saying in a variety of ways that they were being much too loud. The most recent one explaining the creative and awfully violent things Liam was going to do to the two of them if they didn’t quiet down. The most recent text is one from Harry that simply says “ ;) Liam is gonna kill u.” He places his phone back down and wraps his arms around Niall, hugging him closer, “think we’re gonna have to owe Liam dinner or something,” he mumbles and buries his face into Niall’s hair. 

Niall laughs quietly and nods a bit. “Will do,” he lets out a small yawn and closes his eyes, placing a small kiss on Louis’ collar bone, right over the tattoo.

“Goodnight Ni, love you.”

“Night Lou Lou. Love you too.” 

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“Ugh, finally they’re quiet,” groans Liam, head flopping back down on his pillow. 

A moment later a head of curly hair pokes up from under the blankets, wide mischievous green eyes blinking up at Liam. “What say we get back at them?” Harry smirks, licking at his lips. Liam raises an eyebrow and pulls lightly at one of Harry’s curls.

“Knew there was a reason I liked you Harold.” With that Harry disappears back under the blankets full of intent to create as much if not more noise than their other two bandmates had subjected them to.

**Author's Note:**

> Thanks for reading~! I'm working on a longer fic but got distracted and this happened! Oops! 
> 
> I'll take prompts/requests for other fics with Nouis, or any pairings between the other three~!


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